In the End: Character Sheets (pre-update)

Clairvoyance

I'm a bad bitch, you c'aint kill me.
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Please make sure you've read the rules before making a character. It may be helpful if you glanced over the zombie guide as well, but it's not required.


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Also, please wait for me to accept you before posting. Thanks!


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<strong>Backstory: (optional)</strong>


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<strong>Personality: (You may fill this out if you wish, but it's not required. I usually don't know how I want my character to act until the opening post, so I understand.)</strong>


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<strong>Inventory: (weapons, any notable mementos, etc.)</strong>


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Edward Jackson - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/36439-jtfang/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="36439" href="<___base_url___>/profile/36439-jtfang/" rel="">@jtfang</a>


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Andromeda Rails - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/30041-clairvoyance/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="30041" href="<___base_url___>/profile/30041-clairvoyance/" rel="">@Clairvoyance</a>


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Adam Kutuzov - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/37128-kabboom/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="37128" href="<___base_url___>/profile/37128-kabboom/" rel="">@Kabboom</a>


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Samantha Payne - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/11031-lonelytaco/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="11031" href="<___base_url___>/profile/11031-lonelytaco/" rel="">@Lonelytaco</a>


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Tess Payne - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/11031-lonelytaco/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="11031" href="<___base_url___>/profile/11031-lonelytaco/" rel="">@Lonelytaco</a>


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Julissa Rodriguez - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/17480-azazelin/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="17480" href="<___base_url___>/profile/17480-azazelin/" rel="">@Azazelin</a>


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Tyler Grey - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/34708-otakubeats/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="34708" href="<___base_url___>/profile/34708-otakubeats/" rel="">@Otakubeats</a>


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Adira White - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/34602-mira/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="34602" href="<___base_url___>/profile/34602-mira/" rel="">@Mira</a>


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Rhylen Joelie - <a contenteditable="false" data-ipshover="" data-ipshover-target="<___base_url___>/profile/34602-mira/?do=hovercard" data-mentionid="34602" href="<___base_url___>/profile/34602-mira/" rel="">@Mira</a>


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Name: Corporal Edward Jackson


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Age: 29


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Gender: Male


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Sexual Orientation: Straight


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Appearance: He is a man typically seen in his standard combat uniform, as one of the armed Men in the Quarantine zone. His hair is all black, head hair cut short but with a nicely developed full bear on his face. He has sharp green eyes, and he always has a mischievous look in his eyes, and a grin is always on his face unless on duty in a more serious situation.


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Backstory: After his first tour in Afghanistan he had been brought back on leave, at home with nothing but a green shirt that said 'Marines' on the front, and some cargo shorts. He had re-entered service as the apocalypse started its swing. Being in the military he had connections with many officers that thought highly of him, as well as fellow 'veterans'. When he started hearing multiples of the same type of situation, he got himself garrisoned in a united states military base. As the infected started to grow in numbers and chaos began, many fire teams where sent out in an attempt to stem the tide of the 'undead'. However, they where quickly loosing men and where eventually forced to stop sending manned missions except to scavenge for food. Later, the base was evacuated as the infected had broken through. With the military in panic, they where unable to fight and aim effectively, most of them being Green. He'd seen a lot of men die, but when he'd finally landed in the Quarantine Zone, his experience with the infected horde first-hand has proved useful in both boosting morale, as he had dissolved several situations that could have gotten bad, and he'd even been assigned to give basic need-to-know information about the infected to fellow soldiers and the like that where there.


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Strengths: Being a marine whose served a tour, he is a prime example of a skilled combatant; effective with assault weapons and close-range combat with both fist and combat knife. He is also less afraid than most for the things he's seen; and although he still holds a fear for the infected, it almost never gets in the way. Physically, he is also very strong and tall, allowing him to reach things higher than most. Finally, he knows how to drive ground vehicles, save for things like Tanks.


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Weaknesses: Being tall and muscly is also a weakness, as there are many tight spaces he cannot enter. He's also never been trained in the use of Sniper rifles (Or any weapon that fires at long range similar to those), so in order to use those he'd need extensive training.


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Personality: (Gonna figure out how he is in a post.)


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Inventory: He primarily holds the up-to-date variant of the M16, firing 5.56 caliber rounds, and modes of single and burst fire. His secondary is a FN 5/7, due to its incredible stopping power and accuracy while having a large clip capacity. He also carries the standard combat knife of the Marines.


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<strong>A CERBERUS CHEERLEADER NO MORE!</strong>


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Name: Andromeda "Andy" Rails


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Age: 23


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Gender: Female


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Sexual Orientation: Pansexual


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Written Appearance: Standing at a height of 5'7" and weighing only 122 pounds, Andy could easily be described as scrawny. She has little muscle, does no physical fitness other than the occasional yoga class, and definitely isn't the kind of person you'd think would survive in an apocalypse. Not the realistic kind anyway. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, flawless eyebrows that are a few shades darker than her hair, misty blue eyes, and always has a healthy amount of eyeliner on. If questioned on her use of makeup, she'll often say, "Even if there is an end-of-the-world zombie apocalypse, I still want to look good." Her skin is rather pale thanks to spending all of her days inside, and freckles dot her body randomly. Her lips are naturally a darker shade of pink, and are slightly more elongated than normal. All in all, however, she has a pretty face.


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Backstory: (TBR)


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Strengths: Despite Andy's lack of physical prowess, she has a surprising amount of stamina. She can run for a long, long time before tiring, and that's a huge reason why she's still alive. An ex-boyfriend of her's -- a doctor -- also showed her where all the vital organs are in a person's body. Living or dead, she knows how to kick ass. Or, in this case, stab ass.


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Weaknesses: Thanks to her thin figure and lack of strength, Andromeda can be easily overpowered when in close quarters with an opponent. She's also rather shortsighted, and has no long-term survival plan. She's a live in the moment kind of girl, and doesn't really know how to plan ahead.


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Fears: Andromeda has an intense, irrational fear of spiders thanks to a horror movie she watched as a child. She isn't keen on tight spaces either, but is more tolerable of them than the eight-legged arachnids.


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Personality: (TBR)


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Inventory: Her mom's old climbing axe is her go-to weapon, but she also found a trusty 9mm in a gun shop -- one of the only things that wasn't taken -- and a hefty amount of ammunition. She didn't really have anyone she was close to, nor anything she felt she needed to carry around -- other than her phone. The climbing axe is all she wants to keep, to remind her of the times she went rock climbing with her mom. She does keep her phone though, saying, "Spotify still exists, so I'm gonna keep my jams close."


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Name: Adam Kutuzov


Age: 24


Gender: Male


Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual


Appearance: 5ft 7", Russian descent, thin build, black hair, brown eyes. Usually seen wearing a black hoodie and dark blue jeans, and a pair of Army boots.


Strengths: Running away, anything involving axes, machetes and swords, if he ever finds one. Basic medical skills, building skills are exceptional, has a thing for submachine guns and carbines.


Weaknesses: Bad aim, inability to perform stealthily for extended periods of time, is really talkative.


Fears: Anything involving neck injuries, narrow spaces, dead ends, high buildings, deep holes, night attacks and whole masses of zombies.


Personality: Pretty much how you'd expect an Average Joe to react to the zombie apocalypse. Easily scared, high strung and curious.


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Other: He carries around a keychain with a tank and a bullet casing. The door those keys were intended to open had been dismantled and broken long ago, but Adam still keeps them.


A Cerberus cheerleader no more!
 
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Samantha Nichole Payne


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Name: Samantha Payne


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Nickname: Sam, Sammy


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Age: 19


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Sexuality: Heterosexual


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Gender: Female


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Birthday: April, 30th, 1997/Taurus


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Face Claim: Scarlett Rose Leithold


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Hair Color: Light Blonde


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Eye Color: Green


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Build: Slim


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Height: 5'4


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Weight: 105


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Physical Features: A small elephant tattoo on the heel of her left heel.


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Personality: Samantha's personality is difficult to describe, as words cannot describe all of who she is. On the surface, she is very kind to anyone she meets and feels no shame in offering anyone she meets a bit of company in hard times. She has a very happy demeanor that she works hard to keep true, and will never be caught frowning. Though, there's a lot more to her than that. She has constant anxiety left over from her childhood that follows her around, causing her to sit out on social events very often. She spends her nights overthinking and planning out the next day. If one thing goes wrong, to Sam it's like her whole world just fell apart. While she is kind, Sam has her moments where she wants to turn loose from everyone and just be alone, it's in those very moments that she becomes a bit rude towards those around her. At times like these, it's not very hard to set her off, so it's best to stay away from her and leave her be. Eventually, she'll apologize for her actions and go back to being the happy, fun-loving Sam we all love and care for.


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-Animals


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-Sunsets


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-Stars


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-The beach


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-Guitar


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-Video games


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-Shots


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-Mosquitoes


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-Sleeping alone


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-Being told she can't do something


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-To finish college on the deans list


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-Be a professional dog trainer


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-Own her own business


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Fears:


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-Thanatophobia


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-Spheksophobia


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Habits:


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-Bites her nails


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-Rubs her fingers together in a consistent pattern


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-Crinkling her nose


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History: Samantha was born in a very wealthy family as the only child. She was spoiled, but was always raised to believe that she had to work for what she wanted. Her parents divorced when she was in her younger teens, but she didn't really mind all that much, as it was better than the constant fighting between the two. She decided upon living with her mother, who sheltered her, but also allowed her to be free in whatever she decided she wanted to do. One night, after a party at a friend of her's house, Sam had caught a ride with another friend of hers, whom of which was drunk; not her wisest moment of course. The two ended up wrecking head on with another vehicle, leaving a child and her mother dead while Sam and her friend walked away free. Despite the fact that Sam had been with the drunk driver, her parents status somehow managed to get her out of trouble; Sam served no jail time. She has monthly therapy sessions to vent out some of the guilt she feels, however it, along with her anxiety, still follows her around. She was in her freshman year of college when things began to go to hell, but in a way, she was okay with it. Maybe if everyone that survived was killing people, then that made her killing people okay.


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Inventory: A pikachu backpack filled with: A small blanket 3 bottles of water (One half way empty), 6 canned foods, a change of clothes, a small pocket knife.


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Relationships: (TBA)


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A Cerberus cheerleader no more!


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Name: Tyler Grey


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Age:15


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Gender: Male


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Strengths: Speed, stamina and stealth.


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Weaknesses: Physical Strength.


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Fears: Betrayal and isolation.


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Other: He has headphones and a phone with a portable battery.


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"A Cerberus cheerleader no more!"


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<u><strong>BASICS</strong></u>


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Faceclaim: Mayra Suarez


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Name: Julissa Rodriguez (Julie)


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Gender: Female / she / her


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Age: 20 years / April 19 / Aries


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Ethnicity: Hispanic


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Sexuality: Bisexual


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<u><strong>APPEARANCE</strong></u>


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Julie is a slim, small woman standing at five foot exactly. While built with a skinny form, she's rather womanly, still sporting curving hips and thighs despite her protruding clavicles, hips, ankles, and wrists. Julie's small stature allows her into small spaces, and she's able to curl up into small balls to protect herself. Her appendages are thin, like her limbs, although her legs possess much more muscle than her arms since jogging is a hobby of hers. Julie knows she's pretty- and she flaunts it. Doe brown eyes are often decorated with light mascara and liner, brows shaped carefully, and the rest of her face has minimal makeup to show her natural beauty. Her face is freed of flaws, save a freckle on the left of her chin. Above her chin rests a pair of rose pink lips, always soft. Her hair is a dark brown that shines lighter as the sun hits it, kept at a length just below her shoulders. She ties it up when working, but otherwise it's always down.


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Personality: Although Julie grew up with few to no friends, she refuses to be bitter about it. She's quick to forgive and forget, and easy to help another person out. Julie is eager to meet new people, even though most of them will become memories to her. She could be called a "people person," except most of the time she prefers to stay out of sight and observe. Julie learned from a young age that sometimes observing others first can reveal whether or not to befriend and help them. Julie is very confident in her appearance (though a little put off by her height) and can be called vain. Any insult she receives bounces right off of her, and she's quick to issue one right back, albeit playfully. She would rather not hurt others, since her father taught her everything basic he knew about treating others' wounds and being kind. This might be a weakness, or perhaps it's a strength.


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Strengths: Julie is exceptionally well at hiding and sneaking around. This may be due to her smallness, but she uses it to her advantage. She has also been trained by her father to treat and clean wounds efficiently and quickly. She's extremely kind, and is always ready to help another person when in need, whether physically or mentally.


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Weaknesses: Her kindness can also be shown as a deep weakness. She's unable to kill or terribly maim. Her forgiveness may extend too far sometimes, and she can be extremely gullible, even when she had been deceived multiple times before. And having lost her brother and separated from her father, she's become dependent on the contact of others to replace them. 


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Fears: Julie is terrified of killing another person. She can force herself to kill an animal, but a human being- even a "zombie" dying by her hands is unforgivable. Being alone sometimes frightens her, especially at night or in the dark. She also has a slight inclination to flinch when she touches a gun, and she has to squeeze her eyes shut when a gun is fired. This is due to her past.


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<u><strong>BIOGRAPHY</strong></u>


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Julie had an average life, but little friends. Because of this she learned to be by herself and move around with no one watching her. In high school she became the apple of everyone's eye, and she splurged. Her father went to school originally to be a doctor, but then became a veterinarian. He taught Julie about wounds and such. Her mother died when she was young. She had an older brother, but he was turned early on in the apocalypse. Her father was forced to kill him when he attempted to attack Julie.


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Inventory: Gold locket with a picture of her parents and her brother, worn out leather backpack, a large quantity of medical supplies (enough to nearly fill the bag), a reusable water bottle, a flip phone (plus charger), and a pair of leather gloves.


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Weapons: An old slingshot and a small bottle of copper pellets, pocket knife. 


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<u><strong>"SOMETIMES KINDNESS IS ENOUGH."</strong></u>


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"Always be kind. Sometimes kindness is all we can give. Sometimes kindness is enough." - Flowerfell


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 A Cerberus cheerleader no more!


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Name: Adira White


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Age: 17


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Gender: Female


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Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual


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Appearance:


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<a class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image" href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Chihayafuru-17-Large-01-640x360.jpg.752fe3c3e48c902a246f72c9182a3857.jpg" data-fileid="145449" rel="external nofollow"><img alt="Chihayafuru-17-Large-01-640x360.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" data-fileid="145449" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Chihayafuru-17-Large-01-640x360.jpg.752fe3c3e48c902a246f72c9182a3857.jpg" /></a>


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Adira stands about 5'4" tall, she is extremely athletic, brown eyes and light brown hair.She is usually seen wearing shorts and a t-shirt, depending on the weather, with sneakers on her feet. Backstory: Adira had always been the loner, finding her solace in track at school, she could get out all of her frustrations by running, her mind easing the more exhausted she became. She was never real wealthy, her family the kind that drinks at night and avoids their children like the plague... so it wasn't a huge sadness that struck her when her family died, not until her little sister died, who was only seven years old, at school when the virus swept over the city. That was when it hit home, Adira didn't care about being alone, but losing the one she swore to protect. The moment the quarantine began, Adira folded in on herself. She didn't have any weapons, her parents kept them locked in a safe where she couldn't enter, though she did manage to grab a pocket knife as she was being ushered to the safe zone. Adira didn't have many friends before hand, and it was likely that even the few she did have, would be long gone by now.


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Strengths:


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-Stamina


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-Independence


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-Speed


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-Stealth


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-Intelligent


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Weaknesses: Fear of trusting anyone, no combat training, grumpy when she doesn't eat.


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Fears:


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-Dying


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-Trusting others


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-Drowning


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Personality: Adira is kind, though she isn't likely to go out of her way to talk to anyone. She is extremely withdrawn, even during sports, she had few friends. She seems depressed often, though she isn't, she is simply in her own mind. Adira is the type of person that will think everything through before doing anything, she doesn't like unplanned things, and is a bit OCD, which obviously will be hard to maintain due to the current situation. Adira would save any child she could, though is detached from adults, not willing to get close to someone that is going to end up hurting her, a child however, is still young and experiencing the innocence of life, causing Adira to feel the need to protect them with her own life if necessary.


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Inventory: Simple pocket knife.


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Tess Hara Payne


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Age: 15


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Gender: Female


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Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual


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Backstory: TBA


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Strengths:


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-Faith


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-Tennis


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-Upper body strength


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-Drawing


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Weaknesses:


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-Running


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-Scaredy cat


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-Shy


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-Writing


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Fears:


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-Cockroaches


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-Zombies


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-Fires


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-Death


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Personality: Tess is shy, and will never be found doing anything out of her comfort zone. Most of her childhood was spent standing behind Sam waiting to see what she would do before reacting. She is pretty wise for her age though, and makes pretty good decisions even under pressure.


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Inventory: Pepper spray, keys, old gym clothes, granola bars x3, multiple bottles of water filled about halfway x5, school papers and supplies.


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Other: A cerberus cheerleader no more!


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Skye Payne


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Age: 6 Months


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Gender: Female


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Appearance: <a href="http://cdn30.us1.fansshare.com/image/puppies/gray-siberian-husky-puppy-hrca-jb-husky-1931214884.jpg[/IMG]" rel="external nofollow">http://cdn30.us1.fansshare.com/image/puppies/gray-siberian-husky-puppy-hrca-jb-husky-1931214884.jpg</a>


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 Backstory: Sam adopted Skye from an AKC breeder once she was 8 weeks old. The dog has had a few beginner agility classes and was scheduled to enter in a few contests upon her being a year old. Unfortunately that is all on hold.


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Strengths:


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-Obedient


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-Loyal


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-Running


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-Jumping


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Weaknesses:


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-Resistance


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-Staying


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-Loud noises


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-Tends to hide when scared


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Fears:


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-Thunder


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-People she's never met


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Personality: Skye is a very smart, yet playful pup. She stays by her owner's side most of the time, but acts of when Sam isn't around. She hates being leashed, but will take it if she has to. Skye has never bitten anyone, but has a bad tendency to jump on newcomers.


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Inventory: Leash, harness Collar, bags of food.


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Other: Supplies are carried by Sam.


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Name: Rhylen Joelie


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Age: 26


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Gender: Female


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Sexual Orientation: Bisexual


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Appearance:


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<a class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image" href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/point_blank___female_merc_01_by_pimplypete.jpg.b2ed60f69cef89b5791f4fd93d0a2b7d.jpg" data-fileid="146351" rel="external nofollow"><img alt="point_blank___female_merc_01_by_pimplypete.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" data-fileid="146351" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/point_blank___female_merc_01_by_pimplypete.jpg.b2ed60f69cef89b5791f4fd93d0a2b7d.jpg" /></a>


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Backstory: Rhylen was born into a loving home, with four younger siblings. As soon as she turned eighteen though, she joined the military, following after her father whom had taught her most of what she knew about survival and battle. Rhylen is a complete daddy's girl, and, as such, she would go hunting with him, fishing, camping, basically becoming a super big tom boy. After entering the military, she moved up in ranks, eventually leading her to become a sergeant. She was respected by all of her peers and fellow soldiers, fearing nothing when it came to war, in fact, some saw her as a little insane considering she would almost seem to be having fun whenever the battle got bloody. She has been diagnosed with sociopathic tendencies, but she didn't really care, she just kept doing what she was good at. The moment the apocalypse began, Rhylen came home as fast as she could, heading home where her parents had been. The house was deserted, but a bit of hope entered her as she saw that they had clearly packed some things and left. So she began her search for her family, helping whoever she needed to along the way, though she watched those that entered the safe zones, her family hadn't made it there, so she continued on her way, fighting off whatever got in her way.


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Strengths:


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-Physically toned


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-Sharp shooter


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-Smart


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-Optimistic


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Weaknesses:


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-Lactose intolerant


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-Slow swimmer


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-Impulsive


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-Spiteful


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Fears:


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-Bees


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Personality: Rhylen is extremely bubbly, more-so when she is in danger. Sometimes she can seem like she doesn't care which has a tendency to piss people off. She is hot tempered and has a tendency to lash out at people that she cares about when she is angered and they slightly piss her off.


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Inventory: M-16, a ballista sniper rifle strapped to her back, and two Springfield .45's attached on her chest holster at all times. She always wears a backpack which has first aid kits, water, and ammo, plus food pouches if needed, flashlight, and a machete tucked into a holster on the side of the backpack. Also a dagger or two tucked in her pockets.


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Name: Thomas Anderson Hill


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Age: 23


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Gender: Male


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Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual 


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Appearance: 5ft6''; Slim build, black hair, pale skin, blue eyes. He has an old tan jacket which he'd never pull off.


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Strengths: Physically Fit; A fast swimmer and runner; He also had training for muay thai.


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Weaknesses: A large, noisy crowd could cause Thomas to panic, he is sort of mentally unstable after the outbreak. And as an athlete, he is also not a fan of leg or arm injuries.


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Fears: He suffers from arachnophobia.


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Personality: His personality is pretty much what you could expect from almost everyone during an apocalypse: careful, suspicious. He is also considered to be selfish by people in his neighborhood, he'd rather stand around and watch someone be brutally butchered if that means he could keep his life.


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Inventory: P226 


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<img alt="SIGSauerP226.JPG" class="ipsImage" height="662" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/imageproxy/imageproxy.php?img=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/41/SIGSauerP226.JPG&key=962c62cc7450a0e5d197a4001b03a1a23d769eb96f867933af538bb29ed25084" width="1000" /></p>


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Entrenching tool


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<img alt="220px-MPL-50.jpg" class="ipsImage" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/imageproxy/imageproxy.php?img=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/81/MPL-50.jpg/220px-MPL-50.jpg&key=2645c69c55e6a91552e18213895446162741cec8bdd9e7fe8ae6a579f951da8a" /></p>


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Other items: A Nike water bottle, 2 cans of Spam, a couple of poetry books to keep him motivated, and plenty of .40 S&W ammunition.


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A Cerberus cheerleader no more!


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( Name: Nolan Kings ) ( Nickname: Jeson Mor ) ( Age: 18 ) ( Height: 6'0 ) ( Gender: Male ) ( Alliance: Checkerboard Syndicate )


Jeson is a charming, rather theatrical, and charismatic young man whose defining character trait is a strong sense of vanity and importance in one's appearance. A gentleman who always seems to look out for people in a rather operatic and melodramatic fashion, Jeson seems to hold other's intentions close to heart, and knows what to say to really get into someone's heart. That is... if he really has one himself. Despite his courteous and cultivated disposition, he takes enjoyment in the discomfort and anguish of others, especially through gossip and manipulation of others. His theatrical sophistication and kindness has become so permanently embedded in his demeanor and identity that not even his teammates are aware whether he's acting or naturally like that. Jeson appears to be an attractive male whose amicable, captivating personality seems to win the hearts of many. If he really means it, of course. Due to a rough past, he holds an unhealthy co-dependency towards Chess, placing his sense of integrity, respect in individuality, and pomposity solely on Chess' existence, often going into an unnatural phase of despondency and self-loathing without their presence (insisting the group will die or that his death would be crucial to the group's survival, being overly-negative). His ability to act and lie phenomenally makes him well feared by mafia competitors.


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( Name: Ness Rooks ) ( Nickname: Go ) ( Age: 19 ) ( Height: 5'3 ) ( Gender: Male ) ( Alliance: Checkerboard Syndicate )


Go is hot-headed and short tempered, always ready for a fight. Whether or not it be good for himself or anyone around him, he seems to be the first to start up trouble. Go has a rather punk or roguish look on the world, seeing it as a much more "rough-and-tough" place than it really is, easily growing frustrated or enraged at little things. Easily irritable, Go tends to push situations to rush them, and doesn't think through scenarios and their consequences, very much an act-before-you-think type of guy. Outside of his typically irritable and indignant state, he's loud and upfront to people, especially his friends, on how he feels, causing him to be considered rude to a degree. Violence is the first action that he resorts to, causing a comical chain reaction of him being restrained by the rest of the group. His sense of sarcasm is slightly faltered, though his strength isn't something to mess with. Picking a fight with him without a plan has almost a sure chance of sending you directly into a coma. He isn't high in the Rook Division for nothing. Though... he isn't the brightest star... Towards his teammates, while still getting into plenty of playful bickering and teasing with them, he's extremely loyal to whom he considers his friends. He jokes around constantly, and doesn't take joy in watching other's apprehension and sadness. Go is known to both accidently and purposefully make a fool out of himself simply to cause others to laugh or smile. Both his fights and general personality are very emotionally-reliant.


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( Name: Michael Knights ) ( Nickname: Xiangqi (Xi) ) ( Age: 17 ) ( Height: 5'10 ) ( Gender: Male ) ( Alliance: Checkerboard Syndicate )


Xi serves to be a the most rational (and paternal) figure for the entire gang, fussing over constantly about their own reckless decisions and health. Towards his fellow team members, Xi is prominent and straight among them, treating them like brothers. However, he's friendly, open, and kind to everyone else, genuinely sympathetic and cordial among others and quick to get along with. While a little too fast to trust people, he can be stubborn with his own plans, not easily swayed by others unless justified. Xi is the most, "normal" and mature of the group, usually coming off as the peacekeeper during fights. He holds a high amount of patience (granting him the nickname 'mom'), though he teds to give up easily without thinking of a second plan, pursuing a single idea until it works. Xi applies logic to everyday situations, and holds a pragmatic, astute, yet lovable personality. He's well-built and durable, though he serves to be one of the "weakest" in the gang, unable to properly fight or defend himself. Seemingly to make up for that, Xi is the medic of the group, having well near advanced information (not expertise, he's still a teenager here) on how to tend to people due to years of assisting his father in his own work.


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( Name: ??? ) ( Nickname: Chess ) ( Age: 17 ) ( Height: 5'7 ) ( Gender: ??? ) ( Alliance: Checkerboard Syndicate )


Chess is a rather silent, callous, and cautious individual. It's not often that they speak, generally remaining silent in any situation that they can, though when they do, their tone is ambigious and apathetic. They hold a stern, business-like demeanor, and appears to be very wary and suspcious of others very quickly, including those of their own group. For a large duration of their life, Chess was held in isolation from the rest of society, watching others die with prejudice and taking the lives of others without taking the sonder of other's lives into their own mind, holding an unsympatheticview of the world. With a lack of affection given and shown, Chess comes off as straightforward and ocassionally rude to anyone who tries to get to know them. As nonchalant and cool they're percieved as, Chess holds a lot of social anxiety and paranoia about the world, quickly and falsely believing that there will always be a threat and that they're doing something wrong, causing many normal scenarios for others to be emotionally and physically draining for Chess. Their constant paranoia in fear that they've done something wrong or that their life is in danger is the source of Chess' favoritism in solitude.


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((please spare me and my weeb ass because i drew the faceclaims))


((also formatting is really weirdddd and doesn't accept line breaks so the information is bubbled))


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@Entarriance


Holy shit, you made four characters. 0-0 Wowza. xD  Unexpected but not against the rules! Just a few questions?


So, Checkerboard Syndicate? .-. I'm going to guess these are from another RP? (cough I love Ness cough cough) What shhh nothing happened here.


So I mean they're accepted and stuff, that was just entirely unexpected. xD I guess we have the guys to even out the gender ratio now thoughh.
 
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[SIZE=18.6667px]Kaede Lockerby.[/SIZE]




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PERCEPTION




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[SIZE=9.33333px]  INTELLIGENCE[/SIZE]




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[SIZE=9.33333px]AGILITY[/SIZE]




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Age: 17


Gender: Female


Sexual Orientation: Pansexual


Strengths and Weaknesses: Kaede's main strength would easily be


her incredible physical strength, which is usually uncommon for


someone her age, as she took part in various sporting clubs such as


rugby, football, etc... before the events of the apocalypse.


Although Kaede has basic survival skills and can easily adapt and


accept new situations, she lacks common sense and tends to


do the majority of her actions on impulse.


Height: 5'5


Inventory: Kaede's inventory consists of an old antique camera


which isn't in the best of conditions, a baseball bat, a half empty


water bottle, a worn out over-sized sweater and a pack of children


colouring markers, the majority dried out or close enough to the


end of its run.


Personality: Kaede is an overly friendly and uninhibited individual


who could easily be described as unintelligent, or just plain stupid.


Due to her carefree nature, she tends to speak bluntly without thinking


much into the possible impact of her words, which occasionally results


in an unintentional fight caused mainly by her own stupidity.


Although Kaede is brainless, she has taken a strong interest in


photography from an early age, and can surprisingly shift into a more


serious demeanor when she's speaking on the topic.




hi! sorry this took so long i wanted to draw something up for it ;u; also im very very shy


A cerberus cheerleader no more!
 





[SIZE=18.6667px]Kaede Lockerby.[/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]  STRENGTH[/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]█ █ █ █ █[/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px]  [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px][5][/SIZE]




PERCEPTION




[SIZE=9.33333px]█ █[/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px] [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px][2][/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]  INTELLIGENCE[/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]█ [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px]  [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px][1][/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]AGILITY[/SIZE]




[SIZE=9.33333px]█ █ █ [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px]  [/SIZE][SIZE=9.33333px][3][/SIZE]




Age: 17


Gender: Female


Sexual Orientation: Pansexual


Strengths and Weaknesses: Kaede's main strength would easily be


her incredible physical strength, which is usually uncommon for


someone her age, as she took part in various sporting clubs such as


rugby, football, etc... before the events of the apocalypse.


Although Kaede has basic survival skills and can easily adapt and


accept new situations, she lacks common sense and tends to


do the majority of her actions on impulse.


Height: 5'5


Inventory: Kaede's inventory consists of an old antique camera


which isn't in the best of conditions, a baseball bat, a half empty


water bottle, a worn out over-sized sweater and a pack of children


colouring markers, the majority dried out or close enough to the


end of its run.


Personality: Kaede is an overly friendly and uninhibited individual


who could easily be described as unintelligent, or just plain stupid.


Due to her carefree nature, she tends to speak bluntly without thinking


much into the possible impact of her words, which occasionally results


in an unintentional fight caused mainly by her own stupidity.


Although Kaede is brainless, she has taken a strong interest in


photography from an early age, and can surprisingly shift into a more


serious demeanor when she's speaking on the topic.




hi! sorry this took so long i wanted to draw something up for it ;u; also im very very shy


A cerberus cheerleader no more!



Accepted, hun. CX I'm not going to able to post/do anything else until Tuesday, so just go mingle in the OOC! :D
 

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